Chapter Sixteen: Preperation
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(Y/N)'s POV
???: Hello, Killer #21 and Survivor #23
That voice.
It sounded like a Anonymous/deep voice with a voice changer.
I look at my reflection but black branches around him and heart glowing gold.
It was smiling at me.
(Y/N): What the fu-
???: So, you want Frank to run the trial twice. I believe.. you want him locked up.
Of course he knew.
I nodded.
???: How exciting, you know the consequences.
It smiled creepily.
Jesus, the face looked old and spooky to look at...
And it's my face.
. . .
Wow, I did that to myself didn't I?
???: You will need yourself and three randomized survivors to survive the trial. If you do, Frank will be locked up for a single day.
(Y/N): That's all I need.
???: But... if one of the survivor is sacrificed. You will be locked instead... but for 168 hours in the darkness.
Well... that's great.
I'll go insane if that happens.
But still...
Flashbacks to Julie, Joey and Susie.
(Y/N): I'll do it.
It grinned.
???: Excellent..
I got goosebumps.
That voice is like... raspy and creepy.
Also..
A thought popped in my head.
(Y/N): Why me..?
???: Hm...?
(Y/N): To bring me to this stupid game. Is there a way to go back?
It made a straight face.
???: ... you'll know someday...
You'll know someday?
This made me pissed off.
(Y/N): And when the hell is that? A decade? A century?
???: Well, it's time. You and Frank will be set for trial... you have thirty minutes.
It dodged my question.
I walk up.
(Y/N): ANSWER THE DAMN QUES-
Suddenly, the reflection pulled me in the mirror for the 2nd time.
Survivor Side
*thud*
Ow.
I rub my head looking to where I am at now.
My survivor dorm.
(Y/N): I'm back..
My eyes are back to normal, the plague doctor outfit is gone.
I stood up and stretched.
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